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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Latto
Vocals
YFN Lucci
Lead Vocals
Billy Angelo Garcia
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alyssa M. Stephens
Songwriter
Billy Angelo Garcia
Songwriter
Jaguyus Smith
Songwriter
Rayshawn Lamar Bennett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Billy Angelo Garcia
Producer
John Horesco
Mastering Engineer
Keith Dawson
Mixing Engineer
Girvan "Fly" Henry
Executive Producer
YFN Lucci
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
(Think it's a game)
Yeah, look
[Chorus]
Sex, I need some wet shit
Neck, I need some becky
Yeah, I'm a lil' manish, yeah
Kiss on your belly, yeah
She got that wet shit, yeah
She got that wet shit, yeah
She got that wet shit, uh
She got that wet shit
[Verse 1]
Hey, girl, how you doing? Look, I'm double-R, girl, I'm a star
Just like the ceiling I got on my car
Just like the ceiling, girl, take off your top
Look, I'm with a hottie, so I flew that bitch to New York
I put that bitch in New York, huh
I put on Christian Dior, huh
I pull up Bentley truck, huh
I pull up Bentley truck, huh
I put my trust in her, huh
She know she just like a drug
She come through and wet me up
She my lil' freak in disguise
Gettin' head while I'm grippin' her thigh
She on my head, I don't even know why
She in the bed, we gon' need more time
She keep it wet, I don't need no dry
Fuck me good, I don't need no lies
Uh, uh, girl, glad I tried
Go'n bend over, you don't even know how to ride
Love me forever, I don't need no change
Turn a **** down when you see me on the train
Couple weeks later, when you see me, I'm your type
Next time you see a young ****, I'm pipe, yeah
I am not regular, this not a Tesla
I'm with a baddie, ate her like an edible
I'm in a V12 eatin' vegetables
I'm in the back of this bitch with my leg up
She got that waterfall, she got that wet stuff
She got that wet-wet, I'm tryna bless that, huh
Girl, where you want me to nut at? Yeah
Girl, where you want me to nut at? Yeah
[Chorus]
Sex, I need some wet shit
Neck, I need some becky
Yeah, I'm a lil' manish, yeah
Kiss on your belly, yeah
She got that wet shit, yeah (Big 'Latto)
She got that wet shit, yeah
She got that wet shit, uh
She got that wet shit
[Verse 2]
He got me screamin', he got me creamin' (Creamin')
I just might stay at his house for the weekend (Yeah)
This pussy leakin', he got me singin'
I ain't no spitter, I swallow that semen (Yeah)
I grip on them ankles when I get on top (Top)
He like missionary so then we gon' swap (Swap)
After I'm done, he gon' need a mop (Wet)
Treat me like a lady, fuck me like a thot (Oh)
When you fuck me, look me in my eyes (Eyes)
Make that pussy grip when he inside (Inside)
Wake up and hit from the side (The side)
He ask me if this pussy mine (Yeah)
Choke me, put it in slowly
Put it on him, make him catch the holy
Pussy smackin', sound like macaroni
I'ma catch them balls like a fuckin' goalie (Yeah)
Fuck first night, let me change your life
Now you tryna turn me into a wife (Wife)
We be goin' crazy, got him tryna make a baby
I'm his lady, fuck it, then I just might (Just might)
Ride on that dick like a bike (Bike)
Rap bitch, I spit on that mic (Yeah)
He text me, "Come see me tonight" (Mmm)
I'ma fuck him on sight
[Chorus]
Sex, I need some wet shit
Neck, I need some becky
Yeah, I'm a lil' manish, yeah
Kiss on your belly, yeah
She got that wet shit, yeah
She got that wet shit, yeah
She got that wet shit, uh
She got that wet shit, yeah
Written by: Alyssa M. Stephens, Billy Angelo Garcia, Brian Thompson, Clifton Dillon, Ewart Brown, Handel Wesley Alexander Tucker, Herbert Joseph Harris, Jaguyus Smith, Leroy S. Romans, Rayshawn Lamar Bennett, Richard Foulks, S. Dunbar